Oh what to write

I have no idea what to write about,

There's no getting rid of this writer's block,

When this happens I want to scream and shout,

The surrounding worlds seems to look and mock,

Where is the inspiration that I need?

With this wonderful world that is just ours,

Surely I should find something, Love? Hope? Greed?

I could go on for hours and hours,

But no, within the confines of my mind,

The beauty I could describe escapes me,

So should I just leave this poem behind?

Or just wait for my pen to hear my plee?

But now I think the reasons for my thwart,

Is because my restrictions come up short.